Chapter 1319: The Bet

“But this area is under the control of the Underworld Clan. If you, my friend, are forced to hand over the secret technique, the Heavenly Merchant Clan would understand,” the leader of the branch said.

Hearing this, Xu Fan’s expression shifted.

Being one of the Thirteen Large Powerful Families in the chaotic center, this seemed far too timid.

The leader of the Heavenly Merchant Clan noticed Xu Fan’s reaction and shrugged helplessly.

“Friend, I’ve heard about the Underworld Clan’s demands—they’re outrageous. Your only option now is to leave the southern region and seek refuge with one of the other Thirteen Large Powerful Families,” the leader suggested.

He didn’t believe that only the Great Saints of the human race could stand against the chaotic saint-level powerful beings of the Underworld Clan.

“Thanks for the advice,” Xu Fan said with a nod before leaving.

At the Hidden Spirit Sect, in the courtyard.

“We haven’t even made it to the chaotic center, and now we’re supposed to start wandering?” Xu Fan muttered, feeling frustrated.

“Husband, if things get too dangerous, maybe we should return to the Three Thousand Realms. Once you become a chaotic saint-level powerful being, we won’t have to fear the Underworld Clan anymore,” Zhang Weiyun suggested gently.

Just then, a massive aura descended, turning the once-blue sky dark and ominous.

A shadowy humanoid figure appeared outside the Hidden Spirit Sect.

Xu Fan stood and stepped outside, facing the Underworld Clan powerful being radiating chaotic saint-level energy.

“Human race, I’ll forgive your ignorance of the Underworld Clan’s strength. After all this time, you still haven’t given me an answer.”

A crushing pressure bore down on Xu Fan, but it was instantly neutralized.

Xu Fan looked lightly at the Underworld Clan powerful being.

“Is the Underworld Clan always this domineering, grabbing whatever they fancy?” Xu Fan said coolly.

By now, the area was enveloped in layers of chaotic grand formations.

“A guest should be welcomed. Won’t you invite me in?” the Underworld Clan powerful being said, as if stepping into a peasant’s home like a noble.

“A guest with ill intentions is no guest at all. State your business plainly,” Xu Fan replied, his gaze growing sharper.

“How amusing, truly amusing~”

“Hand over the secret technique, along with all your treasures and Primordial Purple Qi crystals, and the Underworld Clan might spare your human race.”

The sky grew darker, and spectral Underworld beasts began to materialize in the air.

“I doubt you speak for the entire Underworld Clan. You’re just a single chaotic saint—hardly their representative,” Xu Fan retorted with disdain.

If pushed to the brink, Xu Fan knew that after completing the third test and inheriting the chaotic truths from the treasury, he could likely ascend to chaotic saint-level power himself.

Suddenly, a massive abyss opened behind Xu Fan, ready to swallow him, but a dark Giant Hand intervened, stopping it.

“Yin, this is my territory.”

“And you, little one, keep going! This fool doesn’t represent the Underworld Clan. Do what you must.”

“Killing him wouldn’t be an issue.”

A voice laced with amusement rang out, causing the Underworld Clan chaotic saint’s expression to darken.

“Thank you for the information, senior. I understand now.”

“So, can I kill him here?”

Xu Fan’s calm tone instantly stirred the dark sky into a frenzy.

An overwhelming oppressive force poured down upon Xu Fan.

“Of course not. If you want to fight, take it outside. I’ll be your referee.”

“Kid, let me tell you a secret.”

“In our Underworld Clan, if a weaker being kills one of our own, our clan won’t seek retribution.”

“But only if it’s a one-on-one fight.”

“So, good luck!”

“Ling, if you keep meddling, I’ll drag you to the stage of lives and deaths,” Yin growled through clenched teeth.

He then turned to Xu Fan.

“You’d better never leave this transfer exchange world.” With that, he vanished.

The sky returned to its normal state.

At that moment, Xu Fan summoned the Hunyuan array disk and teleported outside the transfer exchange world.

The chaotic saint of the Underworld Clan stationed in the transfer exchange world looked shocked.

Almost simultaneously, the figure of the chaotic saint Yin appeared not far from Xu Fan.

“Fine, if you’re eager to die, I’ll grant you that chance.”

A massive gray claw, reeking of corrosive energy, lunged toward Xu Fan.

“Activate!”

In an instant, a six-layer chaotic grand formation was set up.

A blood-red thousand-hand illusion emerged, with the Chaotic Myriad Paths Disk manifesting behind it.

A vast Spiritual Treasure river swirled around the thousand-hand illusion.

“Senior Yin, care to make a bet?” Xu Fan said calmly.

As he spoke, the massive claw was instantly obliterated by the chaotic formation.

“You insignificant inner realm race, you’re not worthy to bet with me.”

In a flash, the surrounding area within tens of thousands of light armors transformed into a Youming Space.

A skeletal ghost face appeared before Xu Fan, its eyes blazing with Underworld fire as it glared at him menacingly.

“Seems like you lack confidence in your own strength, senior.”

The blood-red thousand-hand illusion and chaotic Formation also materialized within the Youming Space.

Xu Fan’s calm demeanor only fueled Yin’s rage.

“How to bet? That depends on whether you have the strength.”

A spear glowing with a cyan-black light shot through the void, piercing Xu Fan’s spirit.

At the wound of the spirit, countless Youming chains emerged, tightly binding Xu Fan.

“A mere Great Saint has no right to speak before me,” the skull-like ghost face sneered.

“Whether I am a Great Saint or not, senior will come to understand in time.”

The bound Xu Fan suddenly vanished.

Sixteen chaotic grand formations rose, shining like a Holy Light Star, illuminating the entire Youming Space.

Xu Fan stood beneath the star, glowing with a divine light, as if he were a god.

In an instant, a scorching sensation caused Yin’s soul to ache faintly.

“You’re asking for death!”

The entire Youming Space shook violently as the sixteen chaotic grand formations crumbled.

But in that same moment, another thirty-two chaotic grand formations rose.

The brilliance in Youming Space remained undimmed.

“Does senior think I am qualified now?”

As Xu Fan spoke, dozens more grand formations emerged, all of them chaotic grand formations radiating holy light.

A massive claw, wreathed in dark energy, suddenly appeared beneath Xu Fan and clenched tightly.

“In my Youming Space, everything is under my control. Your little tricks are far from enough.”

“Once I subdue your spirit, I will follow your memories to the large world of your human race.”

“By then, your entire human race will become my most wretched slaves.”

The arrogant voice echoed throughout the Youming Space.

At that moment, a Giant Sword, forged from the wide road of chaotic poison, materialized in Youming Space.

It then thrust down violently toward the outer wall of Youming Space.

Xu Fan reappeared, a faint smirk on his lips, his expression tinged with disdain.

This chaotic saint was far weaker than he had anticipated.

“Senior Ling, is this Yin senior the weakest among your clan?”

“Haha, little one, you’re absolutely right. Otherwise, why would he stoop so low as to try stealing the secret technique from you?”

The hearty laughter only deepened Yin’s frustration.